No car today, and that’s fine. That’s enough time to remember why I’m not a fan of being on public transport, or normally it would be, but the density was low today so I wasn’t overly fussed.

Should correct myself: Why I’m paranoid about catching public transport. Anyway.

The weather seems nice today, and I look around and I see shapes forming objects and objects forming layouts, and all of this seems to have some sort of meaning that I cannot perceive due to my laziness, or rather something else entirely, This is a space in which I am in, and I am inhabiting the space but I only do so for a set period of time. I then move on and as I move on I move elsewhere, and all that stuff happens, and then… you  get the idea. Or I get the idea. One of the two.

A shadow is cast upon a wall, and the light seems inviting in a way, and I think that’s due to it being rather low and minimal. I don’t know; I’m not an expert on light, but it seems nice. Next to it is an exit sign, and underneath the sign is a door. Do I dare step through? Only if I have my pass that allows me back into the building. Otherwise, I have no way back in until someone else arrives and that’s not fun to me.

I’m still enjoying my new role, and I’m still happy about how much healthier and responsible an environment this is. I’m enjoying being here, and it’s nice. Not hard work; not easy work, but the right balance of work for me, and I hope I’m getting better.

I also hope the car gets fixed soon. A whole bunch of stuff at once and it will hurt, but it’ll mean more getting around a bit and more driving into an open emptiness that’s full of stuff. More long quiet drives with few people around within a certain distance. More of all that stuff.

Should be more responsible, really.

So I’m waiting. I’m biding my time and I’m hoping for everything to happen and nothing at all, and I’m hoping to get past my probationary period, and I’m confident I will, but I won’t want to relax. I want to watch the light change as the minutes pass, and I want to keep on relaxing and slowly move into a better position in life. I want things to keep on getting better, and I hope they do. I hope things keep on improving, and there’s stuff I can do, but there’s only so much I can do, but I like it here and so… yeah.

I think that, with all that said, I want to remain restless but I need to keep a base to return to, and I hope that is what happens. I hope for a lot of things, really, but there’s only so much that I can do, and that’s okay.

The time it took to write five-hundred words: 07:14:21

Decent speed. Not the best writing. I think I tried to force myself a bit too much on this one when I should’ve just let the words happen.

Written at work.